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ResidenceStrong, stable, supportive the frame and foundation My mother stands tall holding up this houseResidence
Father, your shelter, secrets stored in the attic somehow protective and determined Yet in the very often bouts of bad weather the roof comes crashing down upon us all
The kitchen sits neatly clean and pristine containing dangerous objects; ovens and knives My sister, you do not understand your angry perfection
Quick as a kitten my brother prowls the house master of mischief, my favorite playmate although at times you are nervous or
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DogwoodLike lace are the blossoms my mother would say in the spring, on our way to the school building's gray the dogwoods looked bright with their pinks and whites her favorites she'd tell me everydayDogwood
my mother and I we'd walk a long time we'd talk our mouths dry under the pale pink morning sky
my young girl's voice full of glee and cheer my mother's wisdom her knowledge and her years
walking side by side sharing secrets and smiles the dogwoods all the while watched over with care oh, the secrets they would share
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AsylumGray, Gray, Gray Gray is tomorrow and today smack in between white and black a place where I'm destined to stayAsylum
On this journey all is forgot the fruit will spoil the milk will rot
and I am gone somewhere afar will I ever remember? will I be scarred?
I am amused I am confused I question the sky the colors have gone, why? for I only see shades of gray not even black or white but drab, dismal gray
and I am here of course gray is near and all I hear are sounds quite quee
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DaddyAnother bleak and frustrating car ride with him. If he were a superhero, his name would be Diarrhea Man. He always needs to use the toilet at times when it’s most inconvenient.Daddy
Like right now. He pulls over at the gas station, hops out of the car, and bounds inside. I flip out my phone and start texting my boyfriend. Then he walks out of the gas station and tells me that they only let them use the bathroom if he buys gas.
“Great,” I say to him. “Let’s kill the environment even more. I told you we shoulda bought a hybrid car. But no, you refuse to pay and continue killing the planet. I don
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- Current Residence: New York
- Interests: photography, art, creative writing, literature, music (singing, piano, guitar)
- Favourite movie: Girl Interrupted, Requiem for a Dream
- Favourite band or musician: Nirvana, Rancid, RHCP
- Favourite genre of music: Alternative/Indie, Punk, Ska, Metal, Hippie Stuff
- Favourite artist: Salvadore Dali
- Favourite poet or writer: Edgar Allen Poe, Stephen King, and Ian Van Nest!
- Operating System: Macs
- MP3 player of choice: iPod
- Favourite cartoon character: Cheese from Foster's Home for Imaginary Friends
- Personal Quote: The only men allowed in your bed after a break-up are Ben and Jerry
- Tools of the Trade: my camera, my PC, and a pen
- AIM: RachelisFreckled
- MSN: rachelisfreckled@hotmail.com
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